I'm a very sensible person. I am amiable. Geez, sometimes I'm too nice for my own good . If you treat me with the respect and good nature I deserve I will extend the same courtesy to you. But treat me unwisely, I may-- hell--I will give you a piece of my mind, a short but big piece of my obscene and crazy mind. I've been called a bitch several times. I don't mind. It's true. You don't call me or ask your friends to call me on my cell phone, call me a bitch, and then hang up. You don't ask your male friends to call me at an ungodly hour to roughly ask me for sex. You don't call my home and tell the people I love I'm a no-good woman. Hell no. You do not drag my family in this mess you created. You say you read through my blogs and one of these days you'll post my entries in yours, and on your friends’ blogs, to expose my so-called ‘secrets’. Why not do it now? And do I really merit such recognition from someone of your stature and level? Yo...
J: (swallows the tequila with a grimace) You made a mistake. You made a wrong choice. Live with it. Masyado ka kasing passionate eh. Tsk. (pours me a shot) I-shot mo na yan. Me: Ang dali ah. (looks at the tequila shot with disdain) You know, gusto ko lang i-share sa'yo; I read somewhere that anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a waste of time. And that there are too many mediocre things in life to deal with BUT love shouldn't be one of them. How true is that, 'no? And I believe that, I do. That's what I've been doing: when I fall in love, I make sure it's mad, it's passionate, and it's extraordinary. (shoots the tequila and looks for a chaser that doesn't have scotch in it) Hindi naman mali yun, diba? J: (Takes the shot I hand him and looks me in the eyes) No, it's not wrong. You just have to know when to stop loving, when to stop being passionate. (lick, shoots and sucks) And you don't have to explain yourse...
First day of work. First day back to reality. Went to work at 6:30 am, got my White Chocolate Mocha and my Chicken Clubhouse. Just got my AOL screen name. And of course since I had to be familiar with the software I immediately started trying out its features and everything else... hence, my AOL journal. Haha. Need... to... fix... life... Argh. Still in beach mode, rose
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